The reporters quickly asked different questions, when Kai stood next to Eva. They ignored the dark and gloomy expression he had on his face since he was rumored to be an aloof person. “Everything Eva had said is the truth. She is still signed under Elite Entertainment and has the right to substitute for Evertte. However, there is something concerning that made me come here……” Kai stopped and glanced at Mr. Gata. “To have a small media company send a rookie reporter for a press conference like this…. Not only that, you have low training skill and blatantly threw accusations at the Elite Entertainment model. As the CEO of Elites Entertainment, I will not tolerate this and be ready to provide proof of what you accused Eva of, because you and your company might have to go and explain in court.” He added. When Mr. Gate heard what Kai said, it was at that time he realized what he had just done. Not only him but his company would take the fall for the stupid question he had asked. "Mr. B
“I thought I had successfully gotten you out of the industry years ago. Why are you suddenly announcing your comeback and must you announce in a way that would overshadow me?" Christine muttered as she glared dagger at the image of Eva on the TV screen. Just then, her cell phone rang and when she saw that it was her mother calling, she quickly picked it up. “Mother!” She answered the phone in a depressed tone. “My dear child, why is your voice like that? Don't tell it because of that crazy brat press conference?" Laura asked. After all there was nothing that could make her daughter so depressed since she had everything in her hand except for Eva. She knew instantly that it might be the press conference that made Christine dull because she was also watching it as well in the living room. Lately, that brat had been giving her a headache because she wasn't sure of what Eva was up to and the next rock she would throw at them. “Mom, it can't be helped. I just came across the press
The other reason she knew that something was off between Christine and Lucien was a few nights ago. Matthew walked into their bedroom with a scowl and when she asked him what happened, he told her that he just had a conversation with Eva and she told him to give a severe warning to Christine about touching Lucien again. That was enough for her to know that Christine was the one who hurt Lucien but still got aggravated that Eva was threatening her daughter. Matthew had been told to deliver the message to Christine, since he himself knows and is aware of how crazy and sick in the brain his first daughter can be. Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to talk to Christine about it since a lot was going on. “Nothing really, mom. I just remembered how frightened I was when my older sister threatened me yesterday." Christine replied truthfully. "What? That crazy bitch did? Isn't telling your father enough for her?” Laura nearly lost her mind. God knows how terrified her daughter must have
“I’m sure that Eva is the one that has influenced you for you to see me like that. I’m your mother and you shouldn’t see me in such a way. I know our relationship wasn’t good in the past but we can always amend it.” Laura replied, swallowing back her anger and tried to sooth out the situation in a calm way and that is by pushing the blame to Eva as usual. “This has nothing to do with my older sister, you are the problem of yourself. You might be a good mother to Christine but you aren't fit to be a mother for me. Besides, you should be thankful to my older sister for not taking out her anger and hatred she has for you on me. She was the one who didn't neglect me despite you being the one that birthed me and took care of me like her biological brother.” Lucien this time raised his head up and glared at Laura. She is just clueless and unaware of how lucky she was to have a stepdaughter like Eva. “Well…….I guess she was doing her job as the oldest child. Isn't it the job of the oldest
Eva calmly read the headlines that had both videos and pictures of the fashion show and her press conference two days ago attached to the news headline. Curious to see the critzim about her, she clicked on the headline immediately. “That two faced bitch dares to take over our saintess spot at the fashion show and thinks about claiming to work for her company.” "Why hasn't she retired all these years and given new models the chance to shine. She is so old!” " Just take a look at how she confidently ruined the fashion show! Our Christine could have done better.” "Right, I'm sure I'm not the only one that doesn't believe everything she said at the press conference. She is such a witch and should just admit it!” " Gosh, it's going to be hectic again having to see that woman's face again.” “Are you all nuts?! What part of the fact that our goddess is substituting for Everette do you dimwits not understand!” "Who dares to repeat that word of our Evangeline goddess being old. I bet th
“Oh, you already know. Technically, Gwen had been pestering my life for the past two days to call you about this. She said you refused to agree with her and I'm her only hope so I had no choice." Kai replied while scratching the back of his head awkwardly. Just as Eva guessed, Gwen had really been on his neck and pressuring him to call Eva. He wanted to leave Eva to do whatever she liked since he trusted her and he also understood Gwen's worry as well. “Gosh! I don't really want to go to the hospital!" Eva whined. Visiting Everett wasn't her problem but the place Everett was the problem. Hospital! The last place she wants to be. “Come on, Eva. Just consider what Gwen is talking about. I also see some point and reason in her words. You just need to put on a show in front of the cameras for a few minutes as the footage gets broadcasted live..." Kai said, persuading Eva gently to agree with it. This was the reason why Gwen had come to him, because he had a way of persuading Eva to do s
“What if I am, dear? Would you agree with me if I said I want you to come here and spend some time as repayment for the favor?” Rapheal asked. Though he already knew what Eva's answer would be, he still did anyway. Eva paused for a few seconds. “Sure but it can't happen now because I'm still busy." She told him. Well, secretly she missed both Rapheal and George in some ways but wouldn't tell them that she did. It's been years now and if not because George was the one that called her a few weeks ago after she contacted Rapheal for a favor, she wouldn't have heard her Old man's voice. On the other hand, Rapheal was taken aback by surprise when he heard her response. The Eva he knew would instantly refuse without thinking about it at all but she agreed just now. Although she said she was busy now but that improvement, at least, he can always remind her. “Are you there, uncle?" Eva asked when she noticed how silent Rapheal was. “Yes, I am. I understand what you are saying. Just ma
Just when they got to her destination, Eva got out of the car after bidding Damien goodbye and headed to the company. Her first destination was Kai's office since she had something to discuss with him. “You’re here already, Eva. I was just about to call you." The moment Eva stepped into Kai's office, she met Gwen standing in front of Kia's desk. She was probably telling him about something before she walked in. “Yeah, I'm here thanks to your marvelous plan of me clearing a bit of my name." Eva replied in a sarcastic tone as she closed the door behind her. “You're beautiful today, Beautiful." Kai complimented Eva who turned to look at him. “Thank you." She smiled at him. “You know I always want the best of you, so don't be mad at me." Gwen finally replied back to Eva who rolled her eyes at her. “Where is Nathy?" She asked. “Her leave day is off so she is back to working and so are you , my dear model.". Gwen was the one who replied back to Eva. “What……” Before Eva could say wha
The sound of glass shattering echoed through the luxurious hotel suite as Christine hurled a vase across the room. Her chest heaved with rage, her nails digging into her palms as she glared at the headlines flashing on her phone screen. Her latest scheme to ruin Eva’s reputation had backfired, and instead of dragging her sister through the mud, she had only strengthened Eva’s position. Every carefully placed trap had been countered, every lie had been exposed. Christine had never felt so powerless. Sitting on the couch, Tanya crossed her legs and sighed, watching Christine throw another decorative piece to the floor. She had been working with Christine for years now, and while she had always known that Christine despised Eva, it was becoming clear that this wasn’t just about competition anymore. ‘It was an obsession’ she thought. Tanya remained silent as Christine raged, knowing full well that any attempt to calm her down would only make things worse. Instead, she waited for the
— That evening, Eva arrived at the mansion, feeling a strange sense of relief as she stepped inside. After staying in a hotel for so long, returning here felt like coming home—not just because of the place but because of who was waiting for her. She slipped off her heels and sighed, stretching her sore muscles. Just as she was about to call out, a deep, familiar voice came from the living room. “Took you long enough.” She turned and found Damien leaning against the doorway, watching her with that quiet intensity that always made her heart skip a beat. His sleeves were rolled up, his tie loosened, and despite the exhaustion she knew he must have felt from his long day, there was a softness in his gaze reserved only for her. A slow smile spread across her lips. “Miss me?” she teased, walking toward him. Instead of answering, Damien reached out and gently pulled her into his arms. His embrace was warm, steady—like an anchor. Eva let out a soft breath as she melted into his hold, re
—-- Meanwhile, at Cross Enterprise, Damien was already aware of the situation. Sitting in his office, he scanned the online articles, his expression darkening. Christine had dared to attack Eva through the media, hoping to cause irreparable damage. Big mistake. Damien didn’t tolerate anyone trying to harm what was his. Without hesitation, he placed the tablet down and looked at Eric. “Tell the PR team to shut it down,” he ordered. “And make sure every major outlet retracts the story and destroys whatever companies are involved in this scandal.” Eric frowned slightly when he heard his boss. Again he was trying to protect Eva all again. However, he couldn’t voice out his displeasure so he quietly nodded his head. “Yes, sir.” Within an hour, the suspicious articles started disappearing. Gossip blogs that had been flooded with scandalous headlines were suddenly quiet. Comments under posts were being flooded with contradictions. The narrative was crumbling before Christine’s eyes.
For the past few days, Christine had kept a low profile, following Tanya’s advice to wait for the right opportunity. Her previous schemes had failed miserably—each attempt to sabotage Eva had only backfired, making Eva look even more poised and untouchable. But Christine wasn’t the type to accept defeat.If she couldn’t surpass Eva professionally, then she would tear her down personally.Her mother, Laura, had been the one to plant the idea in her mind. "If you can’t win on the battlefield they’ve chosen," Laura had told her, "then change the game. Make them play on your terms."And that was exactly what Christine intended to do. This time, she wouldn’t just aim for petty sabotage—she was going to destroy Eva’s reputation completely.…………Early in the morning, Eva’s phone buzzed non-stop.Gossip sites, entertainment blogs, and even major media outlets were exploding with headlines:"Supermodel Eva Caught in Scandalous Affair with HB Industry CEO!""Is Eva Using Her Influence to Secure
Meanwhile, Eric, who had been silently watching the interaction, let out a small scoff. “So this is what I wasted my time for?” he muttered under his breath.Gwen immediately shot him a glare. “Excuse me?”Eric smirked slightly, shoving his hands into his pockets. “You barged in here like it was urgent, but all you’re doing is dragging her out for a photoshoot?”“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Gwen said mockingly. “I forgot you were Mr.Cross's bodyguard and not his secretary. If it bothers you so much, maybe you should have stayed outside instead of following me in.” she said, though she knew that he was Damien's secretary but still said that to irk him.Eric chuckled darkly.’This crazy human being.’ “Believe me, I wouldn’t be here if someone didn’t insist I help her get past the receptionist.”“I did not beg—” Gwen started before cutting herself off, clenching her fists. “You know what? Forget it. I don’t have time to argue with an overgrown ice cube.”Eva, who had been watching the entire exch
Eva leaned back against the couch, patting her stomach in satisfaction. "I have to say, I really outdid myself picking that restaurant," she mused.Damien, who was already sitting behind his desk, raised a brow. “You outdid yourself? All you did was order the food. I don’t remember you being the one who actually cooked it.”Eva scoffed, sitting up straighter. “Excuse you, do you know how much effort it took to pick the best dishes from that menu?”Damien smirked. “Oh, I’m sure scrolling through a menu and pointing at things was exhausting.”Eva gasped, placing a hand over her chest dramatically. “Wow, Damien. I put all this effort into making sure my husband doesn’t starve, and this is the appreciation I get?”Damien let out a chuckle, the warmth in his gaze betraying his otherwise teasing expression. “Your husband could have easily ordered lunch himself, you know.”Eva narrowed her eyes. “Really? Because from the looks of it, you were buried under so many files that you probably woul
Gwen strode into Cross Enterprise’s grand lobby, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor. She just got back from where she had told Eva she was going and had tried calling Eva multiple times, but as expected, Eva was too busy flirting or whatever she was doing with Damien to answer her phone.Glancing at the time, Gwen muttered under her breath. “If she doesn’t come out now, Victoria’s going to have my head.”With no other choice, she let out an exasperated sigh, and approached the receptionist’s desk.“I’m here to see Mr. Cross,” she said, adjusting the strap of her handbag. “Let me through to the top floor.”The receptionist, a young woman with perfectly styled hair and an unbothered expression, simply smiled. “I’m sorry, miss, but you don’t have an appointment. I can’t let you in.”Gwen blinked, momentarily taken aback. “What?”The receptionist gave her a polite but firm look. “Without an appointment, I can’t let you through. Company policy.”Gwen narrowed her
As Damien led her to the couch, Eva suddenly halted, making him turn with a questioning brow.“You know,” she mused, tilting her head with mock seriousness, “before you interrupted me, I was actually offering a very expensive consultation service.”Damien crossed his arms, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes. “Oh?”Eva nodded, tapping her chin as if in deep thought. “Yes, I used to charge companies millions for my insights. So technically… you owe me.”Damien let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. “Let me get this straight,” he said, his voice rich with teasing authority. “You walked into my office, sat in my chair, went through my documents without permission—and now you’re asking me to pay you?”Eva grinned. “That’s business, Mr. Cross. Nothing is free.”Damien smirked. “And what if I refuse to pay?”Eva pretended to think, then shrugged. “Then I guess I’ll take my brilliant mind elsewhere.”Damien’s eyes darkened slightly, but he played along. “That would be a shame. Tell me, Mrs
Minutes passed, and Eva quickly grew bored.She had been in Damien’s office many times, but she still found herself looking around. It was immaculate and organized, but it lacked anything personal. Nothing in this room screamed Damien—except for the towering stacks of documents and reports on his desk.Her eyes narrowed as she walked over, running her fingers lightly over the ridiculous amount of paperwork.“No wonder he barely has time to eat.” She muttered, shaking her head.The sight of his overwhelming workload triggered a familiar ache in her chest. She remembered her past—being buried in work, managing her father’s company alongside Mark. She had spent countless nights drowning in documents, starving herself to meet deadlines, and yet… no one had cared. Neither her father nor Mark had ever asked if she had eaten.Her fingers clenched slightly against the papers.She had left that life behind, yet here Damien was, doing the same thing to himself.Determined to help him, Eva sat i